3 So David and his men came to the city, and there it was, burned with fire; and their wives, their sons, and their daughters had been taken captive. 4 Then David and the people who were with him lifted up their voices and wept, until they had no more power to weep. 5 And David’s two wives, Ahinoam the Jezreelitess, and Abigail the widow of Nabal the Carmelite, had been taken captive. 6 Now David was greatly distressed, for the people spoke of stoning him, because the soul of all the people was grieved, every man for his sons and his daughters. But David strengthened himself in the LORD his God.
On window panes, the icy frost
awakes me as i got out of bed feeling alittle lost
With my feet on the cold icy ground i tip toed around
found nothing warm and i sat down and frowned
I reached out my hands for the book of life
the answers to many of my strife
The fonts were tiny and i squinted to read
these are the very words i knew i ought to heed
Words of comfort warmed up my cold bitter heart
as i got ready for school, off to a good start
No comments:
Post a Comment